Desire And Revenge 의 모든 챕터: 챕터 71 - 챕터 80

Dante POVIsabella said she was worried about my gunshot wound, but I think it turned her on. Bullets killed lesser men but all they did was slow me down. Isay was a strong woman, so she must be attracted to strong men. I fit that description perfectly, even if I wasn’t the most moral person. I did criminal things, but that didn’t lessen my strength and protectiveness.I overheard Varos tell her exactly what he wanted, to have her marry a strong man who could take care of her and I fit the bill. She knew it, I knew it too. We finished dinner then Isabella excused herself to the restroom. I got the bill and paid with cash because I paid for everything with cash.I was eager to leave that public establishment and get back to my place. I preferred Isabella in just her panties and in my bed. In a restaurant, all the men could look at her. I had to pretend to be okay with it even though wasn’t because she was mine. A brunette walked over to me, her eyes making contact with mine. She was si

Dante POVThe doors opened, and the smug look on the fucker face made my heart fall into my stomach. I didn’t know how they’d tracked me down or even figured out it was me, but maybe I’d underestimated them and overestimated myself.I stood with my arms by my sides, refusing to beg or run. I held his gaze without a hint of fear, keeping a stoic expression while I figured out what to do. I was completely outnumbered, and even if I did have a gun, there wasn’t much I could when we were this close to each other. All four guns were pointed at me the fucker was the only one who kept his pistol aimed at the ground. “Weren’t expecting me?” He spoke with a heavy Italian accent, his arrogance escaping in his tone. He was in a black suit with a black tie, looking like an important man but important men didn’t need to look important. “If I were, I would have prepared a nice cheese board and some wine.” Ifnthis was how I met my end, it wouldn’t be on my knees, and it wouldn’t be with fear. I’d be

Isabella POVWhy did I do it?I don’t have an answer, I could have let him be executed. It would have fixed my problem without getting my hands dirty. I wouldn’t be responsible for his death, and once the fucker and his men left, all I had to do was walk out and be free, is freedom not what I wanted?I would have saved myself and saved my family but when I watched them put Dante on his knees and bind his wrists, I couldn’t take it. I couldn’t let this be the end of him. It wasn’t fair. He was only trying to avenge his late mother, and he shouldn’t die for protecting his family. I made my decision without looking back. I found the shotgun in his office and ran back down the hallway. I’d never handled a shotgun before, only handguns. But I aimed true and hit my mark every time, making their bodies fall to the floor. I took them all out before they even understood what was going on. The only reason I didn’t shoot the fucker was because I shouldn’t be the one to kill him. It had to be Dan

Isabella POVIt’s none of your damn business where I’m going.” I hit the button and forced the doors to close so I wouldn’t have to look at him ever again. Once the doors were shut and I had my privacy, I let the tears out. I thought this man had more inside that hollow chest, but now I knew he was as evil as he’d always claimed. I couldn’t stop him even saving his life wouldn’t change his mind. By the time I reached the ground, I was sobbing. Why didn’t I kill him?”My father would be so disappointed in me and my whole family would be. If they all died and I lived, I wouldn’t be able to live with that regret. I would kill myself then I stepped out into the cold night air, wearing a t-shirt and jeans. The icy temperature felt good against my hot face. It was a windy night, so my hair flapped around me and my tears were flung onto the concrete. I crossed my arms over my chest and stepped forward, ready to brave the cold evening air on my way to wherever. I didn’t even have my keys. I f

Isabella POVI cleaned my apartment because I hadn't been around in months, I also ordered a pizza, and then occupied myself by watching TV while lying on the couch. It was the first time I’d been alone since I got into trouble with Dante in the first place. Now I could do whatever I wanted, even go out and meet a guy. I still had the tracker in my ankle, but even if he was watching my whereabouts, there was nothing he could do about it. When it started to get late, I went into my bedroom and got under the covers. I cranked up the heater a little higher than I usually did because it was too cold. Dante body had provided an extra ten degrees of warmth. He heated the sheets and kept me comfortable all night long. It was the first time I went to bed in a sweater.Now I wasn’t used to my own bed anymore not without him. Every time I closed my eyes and tried to drift off to sleep, I heard a noise.It was pop here or a crack somewhere else. My paranoid mind got the best of me, and I kept wa